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Grønkjær

Hun si′r: "Tak for sidst", jeg si'r: "Selv tak"
Selvom jeg slet ikk′ har den fjerneste idé om, hvor vi sku' kendes fra
Jeg ikk' god med mennesker
Det′ lidt ironisk, jeg plejed′ at stam', men solgt′ Koncerthuset ud i september
Tingene har vendt sig, men min hukommelse har det kritisk
Jeg føler, vi' sluppet billigt, for jeg har slet ikk′ haft fokus
Men nu' det tid til at sæt′ ild i - det' knald eller fald momentet
Tror, det her lort, det' billigt, I snyder - slog under bæltet, men vi—
Bukker slet ikk′ - vi′ kriger', vi′ vandt til spænding
Så brormand, bar' fucking læg en, jeg stresser, masserer min tinding
Vi ska′ nok find' på en løsning, så længe jeg får min lønseddel
Lur lige den der køter foran spil′stedet
Vi' blevet helt varm, det ka' mærkes, de værdsætter værket
Hurtig′ ban′ liv i de kredse, jeg færdes, for jeg—
Føler altid, der ska' ske noget
Ellers får jeg ondt i hovedet, helt varm, koldblodet, Artigeardit, mand

Og jeg ved, vi′ kommet langt, men vil ikk' stop′ her
Jeg ka' husk′, vi plejed' at frys' - det′ ikk′ koldt mer'
Øjnene på målet ligesom Grønkjær
Prøver lås′ mig fast som i håndjern
Jeg ka' husk′, hun aldrig svared' med sit kold′ hjert'
Men nu ka' hun se, vi′ begyndt at lav′ kommaer
Si'r, nu vil hun lægge mig i håndjern
De vil allesam′ lægge mig

De vil allesam' lægge mig i håndjern
De vil allesam′ lægge mig i håndjern, de vil lægge mig i— (Si'r)
Jeg har slet ikk′ tid til en kold én
Men jeg orker ikk' engang kom' med min holdning, men jeg sidder bar′
De vil allesam′ lægge mig i håndjern
De vil allesam' lægge mig i håndjern, de vil lægge mig i—
Jeg har slet ikk′ tid til en kold én
Men jeg orker ikk' engang kom′ med min holdning, men jeg sidder bar'

Hun si′r, jeg' et svin, jeg si'r: "Hvorfor?", hva′ er der med de her muffer?
Nu vil de gerne lås′ mig, fordi vi laver summer, mand
Men det her glas har gjort, at jeg ser tingene sløret
Jeg ku' vise dig ting og lære dig ting, man ikk′ ka' læs′ i bøger, jeg si'r
De ka′ slet ikk' nå mig - synd, at de forsøger
Det eneste øm' punkt, jeg har, er, når hun slikker mine øre, jeg si′r
Og de vil lås′ mig fast, som om at de var panserne
Hun sagd', at jeg sku′ kom' alene, men jeg tog fucking nasserne med
For der′ ting, de ikk' ka′ ændre
Øjnene på målet ligesom Grønkjær, ligesom Bendtner
Ud' at fucking feste, mens hun venter i sin seng, og—
Hvide fucking streger som vi plejer - løber længder, jeg si'r

Og jeg ved, vi′ kommet langt, men vil ikk′ stop' her
Jeg ka′ husk', vi plejed′ at frys' - det′ ikk' koldt mer'
Øjnene på målet ligesom Grønkjær
Prøver lås′ mig fast som i håndjern
Jeg ka′ husk', hun aldrig svared′ med sit kold' hjert′
Men nu ka' hun se, vi′ begyndt at lav' kommaer
Si'r, nu vil hun lægge mig i håndjern
De vil allesam′ lægge mig i håndjern

De vil allesam′ lægge mig i håndjern
De vil allesam' lægge mig i håndjern, de vil lægge mig i— (Si′r)
Jeg har slet ikk' tid til en kold én
Men jeg orker ikk′ engang kom' med min holdning, men jeg sidder bar′
De vil allesam' lægge mig i håndjern
De vil allesam' lægge mig i håndjern, de vil lægge mig i—
Jeg har slet ikk′ tid til en kold én
Men jeg orker ikk′ engang kom' med min holdning, men jeg sidder bar′

(Jeg ka' husk′, hun aldrig svarede med sit kold' hjert′
Men nu ka' hun se, vi' begyndt at kommaer
Si′r, nu vil hun lægge mig i håndjern
De vil allesammen lægge mig)

Grønkjær

She says: "Thanks for the other day", I say: "Same to you"
Even though I don't have the slightest idea where we should know each other from
I'm not good with people
It's a bit ironic, I used to stutter, but sold out the Concert Hall in September
Things have turned around, but my memory is critical
I feel we got off easy, because I haven't had any focus at all
But now it's time to set it on fire - it's the make or break moment
I think this shit is cheap, you're cheating - hit below the belt, but we—
Don't bow down at all - we're warriors, we're used to the excitement
So bro, just fucking roll one, I'm stressed, massaging my temple
We'll probably find a solution as long as I get my paycheck
Just look at that mutt in front of the venue
We've gotten really hot, it can be felt, they appreciate the work
Quickly inject life into the circles I frequent, because I—
Always feel like something's gonna happen
Otherwise I get a headache, really hot, cold-blooded, Artigeardit, man

And I know we've come a long way, but I don't want to stop here
I can remember we used to freeze - it's not cold anymore
Eyes on the prize like Grønkjær
Trying to lock myself down like in handcuffs
I can remember, she never answered with her cold heart
But now she can see we've started making commas
Says now she wants to put me in handcuffs
They all want to put me

They all want to put me in handcuffs
They all want to put me in handcuffs, they want to put me in— (Says)
I don't have time for a cold one at all
But I don't even bother to give my opinion, but I'm just sitting
They all want to put me in handcuffs
They all want to put me in handcuffs, they want to put me in—
I don't have time for a cold one at all
But I don't even bother to give my opinion, but I'm just sitting

She says I'm a pig, I say: "Why?", what's with these mugs?
Now they want to lock me up, because we're making summer, man
But this glass has made me see things blurry
I could show you things and teach you things you can't read in books, I say
They can't reach me at all - it's a shame they try
The only sore spot I have is when she licks my ears, I say
And they want to lock me down like they're the armored ones
She said I should come alone, but I brought the fucking n-words with me
Because there are things they can't change
Eyes on the prize like Grønkjær, like Bendtner
Out fucking partying while she's waiting in her bed, and—
White fucking lines like we used to - running lengths, I say

And I know we've come a long way, but I don't want to stop here
I can remember we used to freeze - it's not cold anymore
Eyes on the prize like Grønkjær
Trying to lock myself down like in handcuffs
I can remember, she never answered with her cold heart
But now she can see we've started making commas
Says now she wants to put me in handcuffs
They all want to put me in handcuffs

They all want to put me in handcuffs
They all want to put me in handcuffs, they want to put me in— (Says)
I don't have time for a cold one at all
But I don't even bother to give my opinion, but I'm just sitting
They all want to put me in handcuffs
They all want to put me in handcuffs, they want to put me in—
I don't have time for a cold one at all
But I don't even bother to give my opinion, but I'm just sitting

(I can remember, she never answered with her cold heart
But now she can see we've started making commas
Says now she wants to put me in handcuffs
They all want to put me)